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Don't judge a by the cover Everything will be in this world is your When I lost the fun [?] Ancient words that teach me to ya! So we to return to the mother And we to unlearn all they told ya about yourself Who you are, what you be, I'm be free leave it up to me!
Shouts the sky, look out to the night alright! Stars burn bright, I like the be alright!
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I runing away to the cave in a slave and came out all flames I went away for the hills Back to my roots and I'm running But now I'm to face my dreams Found my place and what it Find yourself and no one You have to it up to me, leave it up to me!
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